"…" With knitted eyebrows, Yu Yuehan sent sidelong glances at his assistant.
His assistant understood tacitly and dived into the crowd hurriedly. He managed to find Nian Xiaomu, who had been squeezed to the back by the crowd.
"Xiao Mumu, quick, come to Grandma. Let Grandma take a good look at you!" Matriarch Yu waved at her happily the moment she saw her.
In response, Nian Xiaomu walked forward obediently.
"Matriarch, may your happiness be as immense as the East Sea, and may you live as long as the Zhongnan Mountains!
"My Xiao Mumu is indeed filial and sensible. Come, sit beside me with my little sweetheart." As Matriarch Yu spoke, she urged Nian Xiaomu to sit at a seat at the host table.
The moment she said this, the faces of the people around them became strange.
All of them set their gaze toward Nian Xiaomu and were guessing her status.
